Six Of Foxes (Six Foxes)

Christas

No one could surpass Ken in his own area. Come to think of it, he was indeed incomparable. Krista really believes that if there is something to mess with her, fate bad luck will slowly come. They go through the Orchid region. Such a name of the place, a lot of flowers like the ocean there. The colors that spoil Krista's eyes and her fragrant aroma. During a long time, Krista would occasionally visit the flowers. This made him remember when his father clasped a red rose in Krista's ear.

    Cherry Blossom, part of Geak lives in Cherry Blossom. This place is a neat and distant delay compared to Easd, foundation and perpendicular, the roof is a triangular pyramid without any blemish. The entrance to Cherry Blossom is just straight forward with the right left side of the apartment building. Krista and Ken head for the three-story red apartment, the walls covered in leaves wriggling. If Ken heads to this place, it's no mistake that he wants to meet Silva. The Juwel witch who signed a contract with Geak.

    Ken goes in first and Krista follows. This place was relatively elite for the Moontown class, the Geak Room lived a straight path and, there was a young man dressed in milk cream with a flower in his pocket. Not as a guard but one of the workers in this apartment.

    "Mister Lunark," said the young man, "the client is on the third floor."

    Ken nodded and slipped behind the small curtains. The term orchid flowers in a neatly lined pot protect their path. Krista enjoyed every flower she met, another word with Ken, resisting the urge to stick her nose to the collar.

    Silva's neighbor's room was open, and the owner wasn't there. Ken walked in and focused on their conversation.

    "What are you doing Ken?" Ask Krista.

    Ken replied by pointing his finger up. Ken finally got out of place. "Shielded," he said.

    They took cover behind the door, before long some people came out of Silva's room. The fully dressed man had just walked out of the room. Ken and Krista move out of the room and into the room. Ken knocked and Silva opened the door slowly, leaving the chain attached with the door.

    "Oh, you're apparently," he said. Silva's face seemed displeased, each time Ken arrived at our residence, rarely implying a good omen.

    Silva brought them in and shut the door as much as possible. He took off Cain keffa and threw the cloth, revealing a very thin negligee, so thin it was not worth calling clothes.

    "I hate this" Silva said.

    "Why?" Ask Ken.

    "The clothes are not neat and expensive. Itching too." Silva dropped himself into his long chair.

    If Krista sees, it's not a dress but a costume. keffa made by Helalind people, not Moontown.

    "Is Helf in his room?" Ken asked back.

    "Maybe you're sleeping because of stress." Take the biscuit setoples and then pluck.

    "Good, Krista, take her too. Tomorrow he'll come alone,"

    "Through the window, baby. I'm lazy to move to close the door" Silva said.

    "Easy, Silva." A smile back Krista.

    The window is shifted sideways, rectangular in shape and rather narrow. Not a problem for Krisbow's cat. Krista jumped out of the window and again into another window. Hold on the sidelines and open the windows carefully. He saw Helf making coffee in his tiny kitchen. Krista cleared her throat, then surprised Helf.

    "Kirsta? What are you doing..forget it, what is it?" ask her while taking another glass, maybe for her guests.

    "Ken needs you" said Krista.

    The place was as big as Silva's room, only his seat was less than his room. It seems like Helf rarely has guests. A simple place, suitable for people like grandparents who are sipping tea. Guns hung on the wall along with fruit paintings with the intention of beautifying the room. There's only one foyer. His room, chair, table, and kitchen were joined together. There is no additional room.

    Krista was confused as to what the end meant had arrived.

    "Sit down" Helf approached Krista with two curtains. Coffee and tea. He's the best fighter in Krisbow, it's not wrong Ken wants to take it, hopefully lucky. Helf has been at Krisbow for 12 years. The first time they met, Krista could guess that she was an important figure in this slum. Rarely does Geak share their past history, but Krista gets a little leak that Helf supposedly killed his own family. His entire family. No one knows, real or not.

    His attitude is calm like a pure villain, kind and friendly. But Ken said there was a point, too.

    "How were your days, Krista?" Ask Helf.

    "The curse is heavy."

    Helf laughed while sitting on a chair. Put one cup on the table for Krista. "I don't understand Krista, it's been two years since you've lived here, but your good heart doesn't vanish. Supposedly, you need a tattoo as a sign of Geak's contract. Anywhere gang needs a tattoo. After all, you can be contracted to Geak without using a real tattoo. Purely though it's killed people."

    Krista took the tea. "You could say half-and-half," Krista drank her tea, "I know this place well, Helf. After all, there was not even a good heart in this region."

    Krista has a lot of questions for Helf. There must be a reason, there must be a reason why Helf did such a cruel thing. Maybe another story with Krista who was born in a very friendly family, she really loves her family, she misses their togetherness and jokes her laughter. If Krista comes back, will her family be happy? With the days Krista had gone through, did her parents graciously welcome her homecoming?

    "Crista," said Helf, "do you have a dream?"

    "Everybody has a Helf dream." Krista.

    "Although in this place?" Ask Helf.

    What Helf said may have a point. Are there dreams in Krisbow? Krista can only pray, plus she has a partner with a smart outer brain of anyone.

    "Nobody knows, Helf." Krista said in a normal tone.

    "You're lucky to be on his side, I admit it to myself, he can change someone's life, but not alone."

    Is correct. What Helf said was all true. Krista might be lucky to meet Ken in this filthy place. If there's no Ken, maybe he'll be in Krisbow forever. This time there is a chance, this time there is a chance to realize the dream that Krista fertilized so far. A little more he would meet his family, avenge the slave sellers, and buy any shares to keep the money awake.

    At least I have visited him today. Krista has to go back to Ken's place to give him the news he wants. "Thank you for the tea, Helf. I have to go back."

    "Thank you for stopping by too."

    Krista crawled out and the ancan-sassy wanted to jump.

    "May the Saints be with you."

    "You too, Helf." Within seconds, Krista had returned to Ken's place.